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The first time you made me cry


Dear boy I thought I loved,

 

The first time you made me cry was when

We first fell in love.

I fell in love with you

And you fell in love with her

Don't get me wrong, I knew it wasn't meant

to be

But nonetheless, you kept returning to me.

You kept coming to me.

I closed myself off because I was sure you'd

change your mind and return

You did return but only to rub it in my face

that you were happy

And so I moved on, painfully and broken, I

did it.

And now you come back to me realizing I

was always the right one for you

But now, I love myself enough to know that

you will only be a memory and a stepping

stone to discovering who I am.

Thank you.

For breaking my heart.

For lying to me.

For making me experience emotions alien

to me.

Thank you for making me realize that I am

worth much more than the price tag you

decided to put on me the day you met me.

 

Best Regards,

Paulina Diaguero


 

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